[h3][center][color=silver]Jonathan McCallen[/color][/center][/h3] Jonathan knew that his reputation wasn't very pretty in Pallet Town since they didn't know about his special conditions. Since he was deemed creepy by most and unhelpful by some, he wasn't exactly the best person to greet you from behind. The knee jerk reaction of the teenager to his appearance didn't surprise him so he kept a neutral expression within his mask... not that Martin would would see that or anything so it didn't really matter. However, he did listen. [color=silver]"As far as I know, I'm safe to touch."[/color] He responded with a nod but made no move to shake the boy's hand. His body keeps radioactivity inside for energy consumption so technically, he wasn't going to exude any sort of toxic or harmful substances. Thought, he understood why people would be confused at that. However, he didn't think anyone had the power to suddenly mutate someone else just by physical touch... that or maybe he just never noticed since he was already a Wasted himself which meant that it wouldn't affect him in any way. He turned to the broadcast and it repeated the news. Racoon City and Boston had fallen? That was bad. He used to have a small house in Boston but he guessed that was gone. Oh well, he wasn't about to risk life and/or limb just to get some things back. They weren't all that important anyway so he didn't care very much. Then there was the thing about salesmen wearing blue bandanas. He'd still have to be careful since a bandit might be disguising himself now. Jonathan knew that as long as they didn't have carriages or didn't set up shop, he didn't want to try his chances. Though, that was mainly learned through experience. Then, there was The End. A safe haven for anyone who was still living in this apocalyptic wasteland. It was paradise, a dream come true... and as others thought, it was a myth. It was nothing more than just a story for people to believe that there is something out there that is worth living for. However, Jonathan had already made plans to travel and see if this myth wasn't actually a myth. However, without the big boss around, he couldn't get out just yet. Oh well, oh well. It was wishful thinking that it actually existed, but anywhere that's a possible next clue to his robot's whereabouts is someplace he'd rather go than just staying put. [color=silver]"How curious, this 'The End'."[/color] He voiced aloud, his tone not showing any emotion as always thanks to its robotic tinge. He then looked back at the teenager. [color=silver]"What a myth, isn't it? They spared no expense making it try to sound attractive."[/color] There was an abrupt silence after that and then he walked towards the guards, gesturing the teenager to follow. [color=silver]"Is the boss coming back any time soon?[/color] He asked, the sound of his voice something they would be familiar with considering how long he's been here and how frequent he had visited. He spared a glance at the spider woman and the new girl but ultimately said nothing to them. [@Leaves]